10/10

Using any one of Faulkner’s 15 character voices as a guide, create a paragraph in the voice of a character totally different to yourself. Think about people you might have overheard on the train or bus, or someone you might have seen randomly on a street corner. Invent their life, their consciousness in a paragraph.

Stream of consciousness of a  zookeeper in Thailand. (Note to reader’s lack of grammar and mistakes in sentencing are intentional as to emulate the lower-class and more and possibly less educated aspects of the third-world country)

The animal before me, filthy a decaying orange orang-utan full of flea and dirt. Yet the families and children treat it as if they have struck gold. No gold has been found here, at least not in my eyes. What good are any of these animals to me? All they do is beg, cry, eat and shit, all in a beg of mercy or help. To the tourist, it’s adorable, to me my monthly wage. I am meant to be brushing the Orang-utan until suddenly, it grabs the brush out of my hand and clutches on for dear life. To the tourist this is all a game so they point it out in laughter but to me, this is not doing my job. The pleading eyes of the orang-utan are stare at me gripping tighter to the comb. I am forced to strike it repeatedly, the pleading eyes turn to begging cries, and the crowd in shock as if they care any in he slightest about the animal. I look up as I force the comb out of the creatures hand. I notice a young boy, he looks at me with pleading eyes, tears rolling down his cheeks. This world is harsh and tough, and I am this boys first example of it.

 

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03/10

Add to Ezra Pound’s list of Don’ts (342) as they apply to a beginning writer.

 

24. Do not disregard proper grammar and punctuation, as it lowers your reputation, use of grammar is the essential foundations of literature

25. Do use personal stories and reflections to shape your own creative writing and morals, each person’s life is a journey, your story as unique as it is, is also engaging and will provide your writing with a soul

26. Do not attack another writers perspective and views, each persons view is the body and souls prayer written onto paper, all words and sentences have power

27. Thou shalt not use verbose writing as to convolute the work, the jamming of a sentence will disengage your reader, simplicities are a necessity

28. Thou shalt write with passion and strength of a true writer, for without passion is your creative truly creative?

Week 4

Write a poem in the style of Whitman beginning with the any of the following opening lines:

I think I could turn and live with animals…

Their souls pure and true,

Below us yet so far above us,

Taking only our of need and never out of greed they prey

Displaying dominance only to protect their homes

Their worship, towards their own value of life

Their God, the gift of life.

Like the “tyger” burning ever so bright,

They follow their own natural course of life,

Like the native horse they, with no masters race to their contempt

Without iron hooves, their saddles made of dirt and reeds

I stand in awe at their majesty,

Like the wise elephant, standing gracefully and bold

Its only chains the confines of its instinct,

Ivory, treasured more when intact to its owner

I could turn and live with the animals

More free than my days in-utero

Transcending the need for a master,

My chains however ensnare me

And so in conformity I must remain

 

13/08/2017 American Literature Blog 1

Take a part of Emily’s poem (eg “Some keep the Sabbath going to Church –” ) or of Zitkala’s writing (eg “the voice of the Great Spirit is heard in the twittering of birds”) and, using the selected line or phrase, write your own poem or prose paragraph as the starting point for your own reflection on where the “Great Spirit” or the “Sabbath” is alive for you.

“The Great Spirit”

Around us the Great Spirit dwells, neither in the form of man nor beast yet is inside everything within the confines of our bountiful Mother. We, as kindred spirits alongside our animal brethren, our sister water and brother forest who provides for us the resources needed to sustain life. The great spirit is held accountable for all her creation who has breathed the winds of life upon. All things good and all things natural, one in the same through her have been made. As our Mother gives unto the world her spirit we hear its call through the trembling of the stream, the hymns professed by the sparrows, the great bellowing of the thunder. The white man bring us their compassionate God who taught them only abuse towards their Mother. However, I say enough! I choose my Mother over this adopted God. The colonial word used for this is Heathen, and my crime; indictable. Nonetheless my call to my Mother of the Earth to reconnect with her great spirit, to be once again one with her in close spirits. This true religion is the one i wholly and intrinsically long for, for she is my maker, and I, with pride am her son